


Boys like Boys

by lilybluee



Category: Monsta X (Band)
Genre: Acrophobia, Fluff, M/M, cheesy af
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-09-15
Updated: 2018-09-15
Packaged: 2019-07-12 13:28:15
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,549
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15996176
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/lilybluee/pseuds/lilybluee
Summary: romance spurts in one of hoseok's summer classes.





	Boys like Boys

**Author's Note:**

> I listened to Hayley Kiyoko's [Girls Like Girls](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0MT8SwNa_U) repeatedly while writing this story, hence the title. Our lesbian jesus, God bless her.

 

Hoseok curses in his head whoever thought it was a great idea to make students go through more suffering with classes held in the frigging hot summer. He curses his father more for making him attend these summer classes.

He strains his ears, trying to follow along, trying to ignore the way beads of sweat travel down his back. It’s hot and moist and he’s ready to sleep the year off.

The cute boy on his right though makes things a little less shitty and his situation more tolerable. Hoseok glances in his direction, noting the way the boy furrows his brows while focusing intently, pen in mouth and books scattered on his desk. His undercuts make Hoseok feel a certain way. His broad shoulders could rival the board in width.

Hoseok doesn’t notice how long he’s been staring until the cute boy glances back, immediately making eye contact with him. He looks bewildered, not expecting Hoseok’s attention on him. Soon, he’s smiling kindly with a polite nod, and a wire in Hoseok’s brain snaps from his system and shuts down his body.

His body does a reboot when the professor calls his name.

“Mr. Lee, would you kindly lend me your attention?” it comes out more like an order than a request. Hoseok sobers up.

“Yes, of course. I apologize.”

“Good, now let’s proceed.”

Hoseok doesn’t budge from his seat for the next hour. The boy chuckles secretly.

 

✿

 

The sun beats mercilessly on all living beings on earth with its strong scorching light and the heat emanating from hell. With Minhyuk clinging to him, Hoseok feels like his skin is about to melt off his bones. It’s not a very pleasant sensation.

He groans. “Please, let go of me.”

He shakes his shoulders, but like super glue, Minhyuk hardly loses his grip around him.

He groans a second time. “Minhyukkie come on, I’m already suffocating and you’re quickening the process.”

Minhyuk does actually listen for once. He’s all smiles and grins when he steps back and looks at Hoseok.

“You’ve got no idea how pleasantly surprised I am to see you, man I’m really happy I won’t have to go through this torture alone.”

Hoseok does actually feel the same. Spotting a familiar face in the sea of strangers proves to provide him with intense relief. This time, he’s the one to initiate the hug even when both of them are sweating buckets.

As they move through crowds, they catch up for a bit since Minhyuk had been out of town for a week.

In his hurry to get away from the stifling crowd, Hoseok loses his footing and almost face plants first into the ground if not for the hand holding tightly his bicep. He expresses surprise that someone actually managed to handle his body weight.

Just as he’s about to lift his head and voice out words of gratitude, his tongue glues to the roof of his mouth and he stares intently at the cute boy from his classes still holding his arm.

The first thing Hoseok notices is how the boy surpasses him a bit in height and size. Hoseok is not small by any means. He religiously visits the gym and grants proper attention to his muscles.

But the boy looks naturally big, his muscles building up from constant use, his wide shoulders probably earned from picking swimming as a hobby. Next comes his baby face, and the contrast between his face and body is so endearing Hoseok feels an instant urge to protect when deep down he knows the boy could crush his skull with his arms only.

Minhyuk then is talking, and Hoseok almost misses what he says.

“Hyunwoo, buddy, is that really you?”

The boy (who apparently goes by the name Hyunwoo) lets go of his bicep and greets Minhyuk in a special handshake. Hoseok's skin keeps tingling.

“Minhyukkie, never thought I would see you here.”

“Me neither big boy.” They grin at each other.

Minhyuk, his neighbor and one of his closest friends, is also friends with his crush. If this isn’t his call from the heavens, then Hoseok doesn’t know what is.

He startles when Minhyuk holds his shoulders and moves him forward.

“Hoseok, meet Hyunwoo.” Hoseok smiles shyly and Hyunwoo waves at him.

“Hyunwoo, meet Hoseok, the biggest slut around town.”

Hoseok widens his eyes. He steps hard on Minhyuk’s foot who yelps in pain.

“Stop spreading false rumors you asshole.”

Minhyuk laughs sheepishly. “I thought that would help with first impressions.”

Hoseok scoffs. “You thought wrong.”

He glances back at Hyunwoo, and sighs in relief when he notices he’s amused. Hoseok steps forward and shakes his hand.

“Really glad meeting you Hyunwoo. Please don’t mind Minhyuk, it’s already this time of the day and he needs his caffeine injected in his body.”

Minhyuk makes unintelligible noises. They ignore him.

Maybe it’s his starved romantic side talking, but Hoseok gets the impression Hyunwoo looks at him like he’s the only one around. “I already caught your name earlier in our classes, Hoseok. I’m kind of used to Minhyuk’s antics by now. He calls me big boy all the time and I’m already past the point of embarrassment and in the stage of acceptance.” He smiles. Hoseok is grateful his cheeks are already warmly tinted from the heat.

Minhyuk makes his grandiose entrance again and slings an arm around Hoseok’s shoulders.

“Okay boys, enough eye fucking. Watching you two gives me the impression I’m watching the opening scene to a gay porn, and a really good one at that.”

Hoseok shakes his head like a disappointed parent. “You’re still crude as ever, aren’t you?”

Hyunwoo nods in agreement. He shares a look with Hoseok, and they secretly smile at each other.

 

 ✿

 

That wasn’t the last time he saw Hyunwoo outside of classes.

On an early Sunday morning, Hoseok wanders the forest closest to their town with his sister Yujin following close behind. It’s a routine thing, in which both he and his sister try to release some stress accumulated throughout the week by surrounding themselves in nature. In addition, the early morning breeze is very pleasant and doesn’t give Hoseok the impression he’s about to get a heatstroke at any given minute.

Suddenly, the leaves on Hoseok’s right side rustle and shift. Yujin pales and hides behind her brother. Usually it’s only them around. The forest is known for being safe and accessible to the public, but exceptions can always be made, and nasty people can be found anywhere.

“Brother,” Yujin whispers in Hoseok’s ear, clutching his shirt tightly.

Hoseok does his best to look like the fearless big brother, ready to take on whoever is about to attack them. In reality, he’s close to pissing himself. 

He gulps, his hand stretched out to shield his sister, his heart hammering in his ribcage. It takes a while before someone finally emerges from the bushes.

The stranger has a tight white tee clinging to his body with grey sweat pants betraying his strong thigh muscles. Hoseok recognizes him. He sighs in relief, his guard dropping instantly.

Yujin is confused, but mostly glad her life isn’t in danger based on her brother’s reaction.

Hyunwoo is smiling apologetically. He waves at Hoseok while approaching him.

“You gave us a serious scare,” Hoseok berates him in a light tone.

“I’m really sorry, I kind of lost my way since I’m still new here. I’ve heard some voices and moved to the source.” Hyunwoo smiles, shifting from one foot to another.

Hoseok’s lips curl up, internally cooing at how adorable Hyunwoo looks with his messy bed hair. Before he can let a word out, Yujin is already walking toward Hyunwoo, face blank with no trace of fear from earlier.

She shakes the hand of a puzzled looking Hyunwoo, then says, “my brother might be dumb and naïve, easy to fool and extremely dense at times, but he’s really a great guy so please take care of him.” She bows with faint lines of a smile evident on her face.

Hoseok blinks. “Wait, what? Yujin, what are you on about?” He shares a look with Hyunwoo who seems to be in the same state of confusion.

Yujin looks back and forth from Hyunwoo to Hoseok.

“Brother, isn’t this the guy you told me about? Didn’t you say you’re dating?”

This is the part in which him being dense makes perfect sense. Hoseok did actually gush to his sister about his massive crush on one of his classmates, but never once did he mention them dating. It all clicks when Hoseok catches the way Yujin is trying really hard to keep a stoic expression and fight down a smile. The little shit is matchmaking, and apparently enjoying it too.

And so with a forced laugh, Hoseok grips his sister’s shoulder tightly and moves her to his side. He almost misses her faint yelp.

“I’m sorry Hyunwoo, my sister loves joking around, please don’t take it personally,” He says helplessly while shaking his sister. He completely misses the way Hyunwoo’s eyes dim for a bit.

There’s an awkward tension floating between them. Hoseok curses Yujin for being the cause, and actually pinches her arm and rejoices in her pain.

As they get closer and closer to their town, making small conversations in between, the awkwardness starts dissipating and Hoseok discovers that he absolutely loves the way Hyunwoo’s deep morning voice seems to reverberate in his chest, the way his eyes scrunch unevenly when he smiles or the way he gently bumps into him whenever he makes a point or just feels like it.

Yujin has to clear her throat many times to make her presence known.

When they finally reach the point of parting ways, Hoseok has to physically prevent himself from looking too disappointed; it ended too soon.

It isn’t until a few minutes after they had parted ways that Yujin finally speaks. “You know brother, I’ve always known you’re gay, but today you totally and completely outdid yourself.” She slow claps. “Though I might not have appreciated you making me feel like a third wheel, but I’m still very proud.”

Hoseok catches her in a vice-like grip around her nape. “You little shit, how dare you out me like that?”

Yujin whines. “Ow brother, it hurts it hurts! I was just trying to help.”

“I haven’t asked for help now, did I?”

“But you’re so dense sometimes, someone obviously has to intervene.”

“What do you mean?”

Yujin finally manages to escape Hoseok’s hold around her. She massages her nape.

“He’s obviously into you. Everything about his body language screams ‘gay’ yet, for some reason, you choose to be oblivious to it.”

Hoseok short circuits. Yujin has always been known for her sharp reading of people around her.

“He’s really nice though. I’m sure he’s capable of taking good care of you if you ever choose to date.” She says as she fixes her loosened ponytail. “Anyway the last to get home is cooking dinner.” She sprints, not once looking back.

Hoseok feels betrayed.

 

 ✿

 

“Is it still far?”

Hoseok trips on a stray tree branch and almost smashes his face into a solid pointy rock. There’s no doubt about it, Minhyuk is so going to send him to his imminent death either from physical damage or mental scarring.

Hyunwoo coughs in a poor attempt to disguise his laughter. Hoseok punches his arm.

Minhyuk doesn’t spare them any second glances. He’s determined to move forward, eager to reach the destination he’s had on his mind for days now.

Hoseok sucks in a long deep breath. He glances enviously at Hyunwoo who seems to be doing quite good even with the scorching sun beating mercilessly on their heads. Hoseok can already foresee the headache that’s so going to crack his skull once night time rolls in. He’s not looking forward to it.

With Minhyuk focusing intently on weaving through the road surrounded by tall wide ancient trees, Hoseok pretends instead to be tripping again and crashes into Hyunwoo’s side, successfully throwing him off the way and into a wide tree trunk that he hugs with his arms to break his fall.

The visual was so much it sent Hoseok into fits of laughter.

Hyunwoo looks at him in mock hurt and betrayal. “Dude, your strength is no joke.” He rubs his palms, red and raw from the friction.

Even with Hyunwoo seeming more amused than anything, Hoseok still feels bad. He holds Hyunwoo’s hands and massages them soothingly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you too hard.”

As Hoseok holds Hyunwoo’s palms in his, his romantic side jumps out, filling his head with thoughts of how well they fit together, how Hyunwoo’s beautiful tan skin contrast nicely with his pale one, and just how natural it feels for them to hold hands.

Hoseok lifts his eyes to look at Hyunwoo, missing the mischievous glints passing on his face by a second. He yells when the world topples upside down, Hyunwoo flinging him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carrying him off.

With the ground rapidly approaching in Hoseok’s line of vision, he screeches and clutches tightly Hyunwoo’s shirt in his fists. 

“Holy shit, I’m falling, I’m falling!”

“Calm down Hoseok, I got you.” Hyunwoo pats his butt cheek reassuringly and starts moving after Minhyuk.

Hoseok can feel blood flowing to his head, pulse loud in his ears. The world rushes by with each step Hyunwoo takes.

“Hyunwoo,” he says shakily, his mind fully convincing him that he’s living his last moments in life perched up on his crush’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry. Trust me, I got you.” Hyunwoo’s tone of voice is calm and steady. It helps with Hoseok’s nerves, enabling him to relax his tense body.

After some five minutes of silent walking, Hoseok relaxes completely, starting to actually enjoy the sensation of being lifted when usually it’s him who does the lifting.

“How the hell are you able to handle my heavy body?”

Hyunwoo chuckles. “I do some weight lifting. Your weight isn’t that hard to handle.”  He adjusts his hold around Hoseok who blushes when he feels a hand resting on his ass cheek.

It takes forever for Minhyuk to finally speak up. “We’re here!”

Hyunwoo puts him down gently on his feet, extending an arm to steady him when dizziness hits. Hoseok shakes his head, taking in his surroundings.

Fields that were a cross between dull green and gold seem to stretch for miles and miles, the sun at its highest peak of the day washes everything in a suffocating heat. Hoseok’s eyes move down, and they nearly pop out of their sockets when he notices the high cliff they were currently standing on. He reaches mindlessly for Hyunwoo’s arm.

“What the hell Minhyuk? Do you intend to murder us?” Hoseok gets out. His heart is working in overdrive. He suddenly feels like retching.

“We’re cliff jumping,” Minhyuk announces cheerfully.

Hoseok hopes he heard that wrong. He doesn’t notice how hard he’s been holding Hyunwoo’s arm until the latter puts a hand on his and looks at him with concerned eyes. “Is something wrong?”

Hoseok opens his mouth, but he doesn’t get to say anything because Minhyuk is already screaming like a maniac as he jumps off the cliff. “Hallelujah!”

A short pause stills the air before a loud splash reaches them. Hyunwoo and Hoseok rush to the edge of the cliff. They sigh collectively in relief when Minhyuk waves at them from below in the lake he dived in. “Come on guys, jump! It’s worth it!”

“Jesus Christ, he’s fucking insane,” Hoseok mumbles as he steps back with legs barely keeping him up.

“Hyunwoo come on! Don’t chicken on me big boy!”

Even with the wide distance between them, Minhyuk still manages to be loud and annoying. His voice reaches them in echoes, grinding on Hoseok’s ears. 

Horror strikes Hoseok when he notices Hyunwoo stripping out of his shirt and putting his sunglasses somewhere safe to retrieve them later.

“No!”

Before he can process what he’s doing, he latches again on Hyunwoo’s arm, his fingers pressing hard on his flesh. Hyunwoo can’t leave him, not when he feels like spitting his heart out or digging his own grave instead of facing one of his biggest fears.

Hyunwoo looks on worriedly. “Hey, calm down. Hoseok, what’s wrong?” 

He cups his face, and it isn’t until Hyunwoo instructs him how to breathe in and breathe out properly that Hoseok realizes he’s been hyperventilating.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“I’m so sorry, my fear of heights is really bad.”

“You’re fine, no one is forcing you to jump. You’re completely safe.”

Hyunwoo hugs him tightly. Hoseok loses himself in the embrace, the physical contact reassuring and lessening his anxiety.

Some time passes with Hoseok still seeking comfort in Hyunwoo’s arms. He startles back when Minhyuk’s loud voice rings in his ears.

“Where you at cowards?”

“Goddamn it! Can’t you wait a second?” Hyunwoo retorts more harshly. He looks back at Hoseok, eyes gentle and understanding. “Shall we go back? I’m sure we can still swim in the lake and drown Minhyuk while we’re at it.”

Despite himself, Hoseok puffs out a laugh. He nods weakly and waits for Hyunwoo to retrieve Minhyuk’s discarded shirt as well as his own shirt and glasses.

From then on, everything should’ve been fine. In fact, they should be already moving back to the lake to get soaked in fresh water and drown Minhyuk like Hyunwoo promised, but for some strange reason that goes over Hoseok’s head, he finds himself holding Hyunwoo’s hand, foreign determination giving him the will to utter the next words.

“I-I think I actually want to jump, with you.”

Hyunwoo’s confused face is cute. “Wait, are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Like really really sure.”

“Yes.”

“Like 100% sure.”

Hoseok rolls his eyes. “Yes, yes and yes.”

“No really, you don’t have to. Acrophobia is not a joke.”

“I wanna try.” Hoseok insists. “Please.”

Hyunwoo nods. He comes face to face with Hoseok and stares seriously into his eyes. “Do you trust me?”

There's no hesitation. “Yes, I do trust you,” he states firmly. Never mind they just got acquainted not very long ago.

Hyunwoo’s lips tilt in a smile. He intertwines their fingers together, squeezing Hoseok’s hand hard in his. They’re hot and sweaty, any physical contact worsening the heat, but none of them care.

“Close your eyes for me,” Hyunwoo instructs, “at the count of three, we jump.”

Hoseok internally reminds himself to inhale through his nose and exhale through his mouth. He gulps, but thankfully, his determination still burns strong in his veins. Hyunwoo’s whole calm and composed aura helps immensely with his anxiety. His presence alone is comforting and Hoseok feels like he can do anything as long as Hyunwoo is by his side. Even jumping from heights.

With a last deep breath, Hoseok closes his eyes.

The countdown rings loudly in his ears, the hand in his holding him tighter.

His heart lurches with the jump.

 

 ✿

 

The impact with the water surface hurt less than Hoseok anticipated. What’s sudden though is the rush of cold water from all sides, overwhelming him to the point he feels himself slipping further and further into the depth of the lake.

There’s a strong arm circling around his waist and gripping his body, and soon Hoseok is breaking through the surface and gulping air into his starved lungs.

Hoseok coughs, his chest heaving and limbs shaking from adrenaline bustling in his veins. He rests his head back against Hyunwoo’s shoulder and squints when he opens his eyes to the blinding sun and bright blue sky.

Hyunwoo pats his chest. “You okay there?”

Laughter bubbles in Hoseok’s chest, sudden and foreign it takes him by surprise. He still couldn’t believe he just turned one of his worst nightmares into reality, but instead of being terrified and scared beyond reason, he’s rejoicing in great euphoria.

He turns in Hyunwoo’s embrace and wraps shaky arms around his shoulders, cheek pressed against his neck. “Thank you.”

Hyunwoo smiles.

“What took you so long?” Minhyuk nags with an extremely irritating smug face.

“Shut up Minhyuk,” They say in unison.

 

✿

 

With the rush of life and death fleeting from his system, Hoseok just now realizes how achy his muscles are; stiff and taut he can barely move his arm up to shield his eyes from the subsiding sun. Spending long hours in the water, failing in every turn to drown Minhyuk (or escaping from getting drowned) seems to take a toll on his body.

Lying on the grass seems to be the only thing his body is capable of, so he just grunts when Hyunwoo rests his head on his stomach.

“Did I mention that I’m proud of you?”

“Yes, fifty times now.”

“Good, because I’m really proud of you.”

Hoseok rolls his eyes, more in embarrassment than anything. “It’s not a big deal. I just cliff jumped. People do that all the time.”

“Yes, but those people don’t have an irrational fear of heights.”

Minhyuk shrieks from the lake, claiming he felt something wrap around his ankle. Hyunwoo yells at him to get his ass out of the water already.

“You know,” Hyunwoo starts when he turns back to Hoseok, “I myself have an irrational fear of sharp things being too close. For instance, holding a sharp knife in my own hand is fine, but once another person holds that knife while standing next to me, I get terrified and get away from them. I get paranoid they’ll stab me or something.” 

“Even if it’s someone close?”

“Yes, even if it’s someone close. So the fact that you managed to overlook your fear and jump,” Hyunwoo smiles at him, “I’m proud.”

Hyunwoo changes his position from lying down on Hoseok to coming up next to him. In a comfortable silence, they watch birds flying down from the sky to perch up on tree branches, clouds moving in a painstakingly slow pace, occasionally shielding the sun’s vision. Every sensation in Hoseok is slow and calm. It’s nice.

“I only managed to do it because you were there with me,” Hoseok voices out lowly, Hyunwoo almost misses his words. Drowsiness settles in his bones and the idea of taking a short nap never seemed so appealing.

And so Hoseok does. He closes his half lidded eyes, his breathing heavy and even, his consciousness tuning off to the feeling of fingers running gently through his damp hair and lips pressing against his forehead.

 

✿

 

This is Hoseok’s second time getting carried by Hyunwoo, and it’s already his favorite thing in the world.

The sky has already darkened, the sun retreating back for the day. Hoseok did expect a headache since early in the morning, but he didn’t expect it to be this strong and skull cracking. He almost kissed Hyunwoo when he offered him a piggyback ride.

As usual, Minhyuk is leading the way back with his phone’s flashlight to illuminate the road. Like a broken record, he hasn’t shut up once, recounting the tales of when he had an orgy with some of his classmates in senior year of high school as a parting memorial, or how his first contact with drugs was disastrous ending with him naked by the sidewalk, or when his father went into a seizure when he caught him kissing a guy.

Hoseok half hopes Minhyuk is making this up, because no one’s life should already be this wild when they’re still nineteen.

Hyunwoo is quiet the duration of the whole way back, but Hoseok can detect some signs of disapproval on his face.

Hoseok gasps when Hyunwoo trips on something obscure, almost sending them both crashing to the ground. His arms clench tightly around Hyunwoo who thankfully managed to gain his balance in time.

“Oops, that could have turned ugly real quick.” Hyunwoo chuckles. “You alive there?”

Hoseok nods. He can feel his heart wilding in his chest. “Barely.”

At last, the familiar path comes into vision. Hyunwoo drops Hoseok on his feet, his hand lingering on the small of his back.

Minhyuk claps. “Although I’m quite disappointed things didn’t end in a threeway, I still very much enjoyed this day with you my dudes.” He hugs them individually in a long tight hug, his grin bright and reminiscent of the sun. Hoseok will always be in awe at how well Minhyuk can lighten up moods with his presence only.

Minhyuk looks pointedly at him, his expression changing to something apprehensive. “I’m really sorry Hoseok, I wasn’t aware of you fear of heights.”

Hoseok shakes his head. “It’s no big deal.”

Minhyuk hugs him again, and soon he’s wishing them a goodnight, leaving them on their own.

Sudden nervousness fills Hoseok, the feeling of hundreds of butterflies ruffling their wings in his stomach makes him clench his fists. Having Minhyuk in the background while he secretly panicked in his head was one thing, being alone with his crush in a dark empty road with only them around is a whole other thing.

Hyunwoo holds his hand and they start walking again.

“How’s your headache?” Hyunwoo asks.

Hoseok moves his head from right to left. The pressure behind his eyelids is still present, but not as bad as when it fully wrecked him.

“It subsided for a bit.”

They continue walking in a comfortable silence, Hoseok hyperaware of Hyunwoo’s hand holding his. Hoseok is baffled that Hyunwoo manages to make him squirm and overreact at the simplest forms of touches like a thirteen year old with their first love. He moves a hand to his rib cage and feels the heartbeat prodding against his palm.

When they finally reach the point of parting ways, Hoseok furrows his brows, confused that Hyunwoo is still walking with him when his path stretches on the opposite direction.

“Isn’t your house that way?” Hoseok points at where a car is driving up a hill.

“Yes.” Hyunwoo answers, his eyes glued on the asphalt.

“And… shouldn’t you be walking in that direction?”

Hyunwoo finally looks at him, not once letting go of his hand. “I’d like to walk a little longer with you, is that okay?”

“O-Of course.” Hoseok stutters.

Scenarios with different outcomes play in Hoseok’s head, and before he knows it, he’s already stepping foot into their backyard. The lights from his sister’s room are still on. Hoseok hopes his father has already gone to bed.

He reluctantly lets go of Hyunwoo’s hand and steps back, but Hoseok doesn’t get far before he’s been pulled in another embrace, the strong arms holding him gently send pleasant sensations running through his nerves.

Hoseok breathes against Hyunwoo’s neck. He feels shaky and airy, his limbs ready to float. He clutches Hyunwoo’s shirt in his fists to ground himself.

Hyunwoo is the first to move back, and Hoseok is almost disappointed at the separation until he feels Hyunwoo’s lips against his, kissing him gently and unhurriedly, conveying what words fail to do.

After that, Hyunwoo wishes him a goodnight with lovely dreams and walks away, and Hoseok watches on with a hazy mind and tingling skin.

Summer classes don't seem like a bad idea after all.

**Author's Note:**

> i really can't do fluff :') so please excuse the cheesiness.  
> thank you so much for taking the time to read this story <3  
> please take care :]


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